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In a land beyond sight or conceiving, / In a land where no blight is, no wrong, / No darkness, no graves, and no grieving, / There lies the great ocean of song. / And its waves, oh, its waves unbeholden / By any save gods, and their kind, / Are not blue, are not green, but are golden, / Like moonlight and sunlight combined.
It was whispered to me that their waters / Were made from the gathered-up tears / That were wept by the sons and the daughters / Of long-vanished eras and spheres. / Like white sands of heaven the spray is / That falls all the happy day long, / And whoever it touches straightway is / Made glad with the spirit of song.